I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 253: Piece of the puzzle

Before the clash, the hero began spinning through the waters and activated an attack-move, with the aid of a simple thought! josei

One spin wasn't enough to cause an attack that would be considered drastic, but the salty-waters still began shifting to his will!

It was clear to see that the blue-moon-ability was being used once more!

Because an air tunnel had opened up, and it just stretched a few inches in width! Obviously it couldn't kill any of these sharks, but it did manage to inflict its effects against one of these bastards!

The reef shark had entered the air tunnel for a quick second, and then had drastically shifted directions and smashed against the hard, sandy ground.

This crashed moron was not bleeding in any recognizable way; but the delusional properties of the power-move, had affected this enemy so much that his eyes were still spinning around.

It was evident that this shark won't be able to attack for a little while.

This turn of tides in battle, had given Timothy the opportunity to solely focus on one enemy for a short moment! He had clashed with the enemy who wasn't touched by the blue-moon, but this collision didn't necessarily work to the hero's disadvantage.

Because the sea-pancake ended up simply slipping across the enemy's skin. He was in the midst of the spin when flesh had met with another bit of flesh, so it made sense how the hero had slipped across the enemy's back.

But he still understood that these reef sharks weren't average, so he didn't want to allow the enemy to figure out how to attack the second time!

That was why he turned around swiftly and followed the fish who was still charging forward. And that five-miles-per-hour speed, helped him reach the maniac in an instant!

His fins attached on the enemy's back for the sake of attaining a bit more balance, and afterwards his barb worked its magic for the sake of settling in!

Timmy instantly stabbed the shark's lower back, and noticed how the rushing animal's tail movements reduced by half!

He was used to landing more than enough stabs in a matter of seconds, so he continued to bash that marvelous barb against this fish ~ and wasn't so sparing with the venom either!

After he felt like the damage he had dealt was enough, the hero latched off this bag of flesh and made some distance away from it.

Since the stabs had been landed near the tail-bone, where normally a lot of nerves were located, the reef shark was paralyzed in pain. It couldn't move, not to mention attack in any way possible: so it felt like the opportunities have grown advantageous.

Especially when he took a peek at the other attacker, and noticed that it had begun rolling across the sand as if it was a beached sea-snake. Most definitely unbenefiting for a shark.

He did not think that it would be so easy to win against a couple of sharks who might or might not have powers, but this felt like a good time to get answers.

So he approached the paralysed enemy a bit more, and asked. "What's happening around here? Why is this place covered in silver?"

The other side of the stick did not want to talk at first, but after focusing on his friend who was rolling on the sand like a crazed seagull, he had motivation to chirp.

So while trying to subdue the tail-pain, he recited. "Because the silver good deemed it so, we are just following his commands."

"Who is the silver god, and why is he mind-controlling so many fish?" Of course Timmy had picked up many hints and patterned them all together, but it still felt like more information could be obtained.

The shark was still hesitant to give out any useful information. But after allowing the burning sensations of pain to move in, he figured out that death was close by anyway.

That was why he mumbled through a sentence, "The silver god comes from the far depths, and he's controlling minds because he needs a lot of fish to work for him and obey him."

After pondering that information for a quick second, Timmy figured out quite a noticeable headline. "Why aren't you under mind control like the others?"

"Because I'm too big, he can't mind-control big fish." And since such an answer was given without thinking, it felt believable.

These pieces of information he had obtained seemed very valuable. It gave the great sense that treasure was hidden between these caverns, but it likely wasn't the good kind.

After pushing aside the fact that these silver god worshippers, had attacked him a few times: Timothy began contemplating moral standards.

This silver weirdo seemed powerful, but is it really worth it to put up a fight against him? After all he was just making these fish work in a cavern, could that be considered too evil?

Plus, the hero had not seen a full holy-tar pool in these caverns, so will this powerful fish ever spread the destruction, of which the holy-tar sect had sworn their souls to?

These questions hit him like a truck, and information regarding this whole topic was still lacking, so he couldn't make a firm decision.

Uncoincidently, it led to developing a prime question. And this shark might be informed with the matter enough to give an answer, that could be labelled as solid. So his mind returned to the scene, and he could focus on the dying shark again.

With a bit of hesitancy, he queried. "What's the silver god planning to do, tell me now!"

The sea-pancake managed to quickly notice, that the other side of the stick wasn't willing to give out any information regarding such a matter.

Evidently, the shark's eyes were unyielding and were a planted seed that sprouted nothing but anger. Timmy wanted to threaten the enemy, but didn't think that it would be worthwhile.

As he decided what to do next, the sea-disk had suddenly felt a sharp pain that coated most of his right fin!

It was unshakeable to say at least, but not deadly either. For once more in his life, he felt incredibly stupid for being so clumsy!

[Health, -20 bars]

[Total health = 101/121]